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My soul drinks in Us future Ufa, Liko some roen forest thrice cut down, Whose skootsj lefy tbe ftxinon s strife, . And skyward spread a greater crown, "Wnlle sunsliine gilds my aged uead. And bounteous earth supplies my food, Tbe lamps of God their soft 1 ght shed, And distant worlds are understood. Kay not my soul Is but a clod, Resultant of ray body's powers ; She plumos her wings to fly to God, Aud will not rest outside His powers. . Tbo Winter's snows are on my brow. But Summer's suns more brightly glow, And violets, lilacs, roses, now Seem sweeter than long years ago. As I approach my ea'rthly end, Much pluiner can 1 hoar afar Immortal svmphonles which blend To welcome mo from star to star. Tbo tomb is not an endless night ; It is a thoreiughfiire a way That closes in a soft twilight And opens in otornal day. Moved by tha lovo of God, I find That I must work as did Voltaire, Who loved the world and all mankind j But God is love ! Let none despair ! Our work on earth is just beirun ; Our monuments will later rise, To bathe their summits in the sun And shine in bright eternal skies. THE MOTHER'S EXCUSE. Unnn the coverlid to-night They innocently lie i Dimple and brown a boyish sight Dear to a mother's eye. What though they disobey .commands ? They are such loving little hands. Nay, can I utter words of blamo, . Or petulantly frown ? Itememlerin how an angel came, And, beaming softly down, Led from my sight to heavenly lands Two strangely quiet little hands ? Fear not, 0 fond, ambitious heart! Wbate'er besets thy way. Trustfully, simply do thy part, In patience, day by day ; Praying that be who understands May guide aright IF MAY FORGETS. If May forgets not April's flowers, June will; Even hearts that throO aim thrill like ours Grow still. July forgets what birds and flowers juuu uau , Even hearts who joy is deep as ours Grow sad. The pale leaves hear not what the flowers Heard told ; Even hearts as passionate as ours Grow cold. fLondon Spectator. THE HIT BY THE WATEREE. A Tale of South Carolina. HT WAITER F JACKSON. TUwinraTini9rluBnn fhft floiithern-bouiul express that night, and most oi the passengers were either reading or dozing in their seats. A few, with faces pressed against the mist-cloud ed glass Of the windows, starea ureartiy uui u arrl into the darkness, through which, at in- tervals.the light of some cabin-fire redly gleam ed. At all of his fellow-travelors, with their stupid, ill-natured faces, Ulauae itowweu naa long since tired of gazing. He had drawn his hat over his eyes, anu was settling mmseii more comfortably for a short sleep, when the anririp.n hnllnw rumbline of the wheels beneath him caused him to lift his head and listen. "The swamps of the Wateree," he said, to himsnif. "Dick must be trying to make up the time lost at Florence. He is slinging us over these trestles very recklessly. He had hardly uttered tnese woras wuen is succession of ebort, sharp ehriuka 'from the whistle rang turougu mo nei utwura uigui.. Th" rattle of chains aud the grinding of break shoes against the wheels instantly followed. Several of the passengers bounded from their seats as if they had been galvanized. "What's the matter ?" asked one, throwing up a window and thrusting out his head. "Is this the way they blow down breaks here abouts?" 4 Others stared about them in uneasy silence. They felt the speed of the train momentarily slackened. Another window went up another and another. At the same time a tall, graceful man passed np the length of the car, and laid his band upon the door. It was Claude Roth well. The door opened and closed with a bang. The young man had passed out, and was stand ing on the platform beside the brakeraan. "Danger ahead, Teter ?" he said to tbe hand some young mulatto, who was still wrenching fiercely at the wheel. Kothwel' was connected with tho road, and all tbe employes were known to him. The brakeman, panting with cxcitement.gave the wheel a last powerful jerk. "Must be," he said. "'Mr Murray don't blow dat way for nDtbin', sir." Rothwell nodded asscntingly, and producipg a small flat lantern from his pocket, stooped to light it from the wick of that belonging to the mulatto. "Whey's you goin', sir?" the latter asked, seeing him arise and attach the lantern to his waist by a small chain. " To "the engine," Rothwell replied, as he stepped upon the platform of the second-class car and entered. As he passed out through the upper dcor the train came to a standstill. i.netriir. it had stoDDed on a short stretch of earth, built up on a bed of cypress-knees and reeds. Kothwcll sprang from the steps to the ground, and walkedrapldiyiorwaro. toward me engine. On his left the straight gray trunks of the cypresses, tising from tbe silent black water in w hich they were growing, faintly shone in the white Autumn fog. Before him loomed the en gine, a mass of mingled light and gloom. A dim gleam from the gage-lamp lit the cab, and streamed over tho wood in the tender. The low hiss of the steam, tbe bubble of water, and the crackle of flames in the fire-box, became audi ble as Rothwell drew nearer. At the front of the engine, their faces clearly revealed in the flood of yellow radiance pouring from the great headlight above, three men with lanterns were standing. They were the engineer, fireman aud wood-passer. Rothwell beard the swift footfalls of the con ductor on the opposite side of the train. In a few moments the two joined the group near the pilot. "What is it, Dick ?" Rothwell asked, pausing beside the engineer. Tbe person addressed tbe son of the master mechanic of that ro id, and an old schoolmate of Uot b well's pushed bis cap back from bis brow, upon which the perspiration stood in great beads. "Look there," he said, waiving his lantern to ward tbe end of the embankment, scarcely a yard distant from the er.d of the pilot. Beyond, for half a carVlengtb, nothing was to be seen but a stretch cf still Mack water and few cypress -knees, ghastly -looking stumps in the glare of the headlight. A section cf tbe trestle had disappeared. The iron, and a portion of tbe wood with it, no doubt, had lank ; the rest of the wood bad float ed out of view. Rothwell'a eyes fol'owed tbe engineer's move ment. He could not repress slight shud der. "I tell you, Claude," continued bit compan ion, "it was a pretty close graze. If it hadn't been for tbe yoang lady who twung the light. Miss Murray .would bar baen widow ere ttila." "Th young lady!' repeated Claude in a wondering tw. " What lady, Diik ?" THE REFOBMflR, JULY 10, 1885. "AnBili" grunted the wood-passor seen a angil dU nl-lght." Tbe engineer drew Rothwell to one side. "God knows," he answered In a low tone. "But let me whisper to you a moment, old friond. You roraember how mysteriously a very dear friend of yours, Miss Ashton, dlsop. peered " t . The young man lifted one hand as he stepped back a pace, and his dark choek blanchod. "Hush !" he said, in a doop, vibrant voice. "I left Mobile bocause I could not bear to re main aftor But,"interruptlng himself, "what has she to do with that ?" He pointed as he spoke, to the yawning gap in the trestle. "Listen," returned the engineer, "and you shall bear. As you are probably aware, we toft Florence to-night nearfyhalf an hour Uto, and I was running like a hurricane, In order to reach Columbia on time, when I first saw the liKht. It darted through tbe trees like a will-o the-wisp, and gaining the track, stopped there. I saw I had not a moment to lose, and, opening with the chorns of toot that yu bea.d-1 thought we were going to dash over whoever it was that was so wildly waiving us hack-I in "tantly revorsed the engine. Then I saw that the person who had signaled us was a woman. The waiving lantern sbono on her dress aud shawl. The old "Sixtoen" was thundering down on hor, and she would not move, standing as she was in the center of tho track. Moments seemed ages. It looked as if she wanted to die. My heart leaped into my throat. I jumped out on the running board, and was about to step down on the front of the engine, when a man suddenly rushed from among the cypresses on the left, and seizing the girl by the waist, drag ired her off the track, the pilot grazing her as the engine rolled by. But in that moment I i,. t nrm no white aa toe face of a dead girl, the black hair flying around it, and tho yreat wuo eyes ou iuu. xu, u a a BnM aa I am a. llvinff man. the my liicuu. um.v - ' lady who saved ns was none other than your old love." The engineer paused. Claudo Roth well was looking at him wltu a uumo agony in his handsome dark eyes. "Well ?" he whispered. The engineer, in a low voice, pronounced the name, "Miss Clara Ashton." Rothwell lifted one hand to his shaking Hps. "What." he muttered, "could she be doing here?" ' t 'I don t know," returned nis rriena, sussing bis head. "I can't guess. But, Claude, I nev er could see through that affair you confided to me. There must have been some terrible mis take. Surely Miss Ashton would not have ta ken a criminal's part against you u Rothwell interrupted him. "Which way did she go ?" he asked. The engineer swung his lantern toward the left. "The last I saw of them," he added, "the man had her in his aims, and was springing like a goat over the roots and knees. That was just as the engine was stopping, and, But, Claude Rothwell, where, in ihe name of com mon sense are you going ?" A bard, reckless laugh followed his words. Tha ..mini, man hail BlirlrlRnlv nilitted bis Side and springing down the embankment, bad it not oeen ior me aim ugui mo ibuwj nim wrtn lrl have already been swallowed up in the gloom among the cypresses. "Don't trouble yourself," he cried. "I am coing to unearth this mystery, Murray." A JOUd gUIIiiw uruis.0 iruui iuo aatuuiouou uu- .... i . 1 . .1 n An I n a, o.,ln.!a rne conductor miiucreu an u.u u. "pn. Murray stared after the vanishing form. Ir.fhttBll-' hi? called, "come batk! Don't make an utter fool of yourself. . The mocking laughter of his friend was the only renlv. and the voice that uttered it was al ready far away. w - rr.1.1 JnlnMnlnotiAn ff Pnthwp.ll. hftWfiVflf the X11IS UOW5I mi. ' determination to follow the man and woman, of whom tne engineer naa gpuiteu, imuusu mure pathless low grounds, in the darkness 'of a ,r,nnnipB and mistv Autumn nifrht was not so wild as it at first appeared. A South Oarolinan by birth, much of his child- 1 1 Hnan onanl Tinni thifi nlftPP. Anil, hfiini? UUUUU.U UKOU upv.i" " j I ' a of a verv adventurous spirit, he had often pen etrated Into the deepest recesses of the Wateree Swamps. , fk:, MnMfni onlifntlno. now voiceless in the embrace of the October night, held no ter rors lor him. ills miuu was ureujiwu thoughts of the past. He remembered a spot he had once seen near . A. i.lnnfl frivmarf hv ffiA lnrlir- aere m auri m ioiu-, . . --j a went of reeds, leaves and brushwood among a ... . Lmwe TTa rpmnnl hnrprl alio, hf.ving sein on that island f low hut. built It was Towara we uui neueving ue suuuiu find there those be was seeking that he was now making his way. He was determined, if possible, to lift the vail of mystery which had UA anahmnail , . 1 1 In nt thA wnman ha m pnssionately, but, as bo believed, hopelessly IUVCU. As he wentonward, clinging to the gray stems of the cypresses, and springing from one cone shaped base or knoe to another, the events of the past year began to pass in swift and vivid review before bim. First he saw his sleeping apartment in a hotel at Montgomery ; saw a niaBked burglar enter it at midnight, and begin rilling his desk of the money and valuable papers it contained ; saw L 1 nni.n 1,1m IT fl ftlM ( ' P 5 Tl f T P t O UllUUeil DU1IUS upuu 5 I - struggle that ensned. The burglar, drawing a ---i- .KV h.m inttrinrr a nalnfnl hnf UlrK, uau Dvauircu """i ... -'"n t - - Jnnnnn,,a nrnnnil QTIil PSpnnArl not. IIOW- UUi UUIIK01UU3 nwiiu-i - -r ever, witliont having the mask torn from his face, and Llanoe itomwcii ibh mm, u uu crci met that man again, he would know him among ten thousand. One month, two months, passed away ; and .i a i- i?nthtirnll'a arm hfllnfl. Another IUO WUUI1U lil " . went by; still, although a strict search bad been instituted, no trace of the burglar could be discovered. Rothwell then forgot all about him. He met the beautiful young Mobllian, Clara Ashton. , , She was an orphan; as l nave sam, oeauiuui .in..ri u.it-hivnll hriwpvar. was nrat IIUL UUU1 . V i't.in v. . . . . - , . charmed with her gentle.heroic nature.afterward fascinated with her engaging manners, and he ended bv falling madly in love with her. To use a rather hackneyed phrase.it was "the hap piest hour of nis me wuen neuiw uuu uw own dear lips the shy and faltering confession .u. i,i in, n-iia ratnmp.rl. A brief dieani of joy, so deep and holy it was akin to a sadness followed, men came me ouusr wi,iiiii8- J,...- mnlirvhl: PVPTli lllf fn JmiP. A UUO uuuiuua uw....Bw ' " o ' . month after their engagement, he called on his betrothed, a lamp wan uiuum m ' the left, and the French window, from which the curtains were partially withdrawn, was open. Thus, as itotnweii sieppeu uu ticed veranuan oi me miie wtuigc, no wui. oi, plainly within the room. He stopped, and a cold thrill ran through bim. Clara was seated in a low chair noar the window ; but she was not alone. A man was standing near her, leaning lightly on the back of her seat. He was speaking to her In a low, laughing voice, while sue listened wuu upmiea n-ha lumk n, f nia man araa uimeu toward Rothwell, and he recognized it instantly. It was tne mce oi tue nun wuuuuu iwu in the hotel at Montgomery. H'Iia Knunit man nnrflffpH. hflw! InfiTGd. ftlfDOSt 140 J UUllft WT w O-- ' , doubting the evidence of his own senses, cua not tane time lorenecw auuik uuwi mo ...Inn nt t'l.n mrnan t ht atpnnprt inln the room. U U I OO Ul iuu uiuuibu " r 1 and grasped the stranger roughly by the arm. As he did so, tbe Btait which the man ceuld not repress showed Claude that the recognition was mutual. A fierce but short strugele followed. A pis tol was drawn and discharged in the confu--: . -1 n a .-i r-.-i hi nnt full hv wborn. MOII VI01 J 3 t Then the 6tranger, wrenching himself free from Kotbweii, oonnuea turougu mo wmuuw mu disappeared. It was he who bad drawn the pitol ; but Claude had instantly caught bis hand, and the ball lodged in the ceiling alwve. Claude did not follow him. As bU retreating footsteps died away in the silent uight, he turn ed to Clara. "Traitress !" he exclaimed. Tbe word broke from him involuntarily. Her t AkMl.a hnf trmhliTiir ffirtn. hpr dark. HtilCH tutivivB, L . ' . j friirhlened eycs.rilled him with emotions of jeal- ousv, rage anu unui. j m -. .u dienation sprang to her face. She essayed to speak ; bat her voice died in a stifled murmur. Silently she lifted one quivtring hand, and pointed to the door. Blinded with jealous wrath ; believing, tie iidea, that sho was aware of tbe true character of the man who had robbed him, Rothwell, without a word, turned and quitted the house. I'asriing a sleepless night, in tbe morning be became more calm. He acknowledged to him ielf, with a pang of bitter reeret, that he had acted too hastily in condemning Clara unheard lie resolved, therefore, to go to her, and seek n explanation at once. He went; but what was his surprise to find the cottage deserted ! Clara had disappeared, leaving no trace. In shame and fierce ansrer be left Mobile, aud aought, but vainly, to forget one whom he now believed was unworthy of bi love. Still, at once, tbe old faith in btr purity end truth wbuld assert itself, and fill his heart with remorseful pain. Separated from her, he was wretched, and h'f umorauoe of her fate increased Cat wretch edness. He bad taken npon himself the U of dis covering her whereabouts, and in finding oat in her Ufa was linked to that oi tue man who baa twice crunu He believed now, as he wandered on through tbo funeral depths of tbe cypress swamps, the shining, Inky waters beneath, the silvery, float ing moss, dripping w'th tue n0llvy raUU abov0 that the end of that task was near at band. Deeper and deopor be plungod into those sop ulchral solitudes. The light of the little lantern attached to his wa'st but served to show tho roots and knees rising from the sullen waters around. He was already drenched with the white va por that bung ovor all things likeapll, and dripped from the masses of mistletoe in tho branches of live-oaks above. At last a low wall of reeds aroso,ln the gloom before him. Tho lantern showed him a narrow opening through which be began to force his way. His feot rested no longer upon roots, but upon the earth ; spongy and wet, it is true, but growing more tlrm at every step. Panting with weariness, he stopped. The island was reach ed. A feeling akin to fear then took possession of the young man. He was unarmed. If tbe wo man he loved was an accomplice f that man, what coulri he expect at thoir bands ? Trne, she had warned tha engineer of bis danger, and thus, no doubt, had saved many lives. Bnt tbis was something different. He, Rothwell, was following them. Would thoy not seek to kill him for his hardihood ? A deep breath escaped bis lips. "I cannot I will not believe her so vile ! I will risk it," he muttered, at last. ne walked forward as be spoke, and through tho slender, whitish stems of the young ash trees that grow there, caught the red gleam of a light near him. It came from the window of a low, dark mass a few paces distant tho cabin ho was seeking. At tho moment of his seeing It, Rothwell, beard, or thought he heard tbe sound of a man's angry voice. . On tiptoe be stole forward, and, pausing beside the door, almost bold bis breath to listen. ' A voice within was speaking a voice that caused bis heart to leap and thrill. It was the sweet voice of Clara Ashton, vibrating with emotion. "Kill me ?" she exclaimed "kill me, as you havo threatened. Of what use is life to me, since you have robbed it of evory joy ? I care little what becomes of me, Donald Vaughan. Why did you drag me from beneath the wheels of the engine ?" The listener started. Had be not beard that name before ? Great heaven I It was tbe maiden name of Clara's mother. Who was Donald Vaughan ? A second voice interrupted his self-questioning. The tones were harsh with rage. "Because I was mad. Because I believed yon 'did not know that it was I who cut tbe trestle Had it not been for your accursed in terference, thnt man would now be beneath the ruins of a wrecked train." An involuntary cry escaped Itothwell's lips ; it was drowned, however, in the voico of the maiden. "Wretch!" she exclaimed, in accents of hor ror. "Yon would have had the blood of all those people on your hands simply to gratify a brutal .thirst for revenge. A"d yet" in a low, wailing "Claude Rothwell would not have lifted his hand against you had be known. Was it not enough to come between us and blast my happiness for ever ? Why do you pur sue him with your sleepless hatred ?" The man's voice broke into hoarse and dis cordant laughter. "I feel the grip of bis fingers on my throat still. Donald Vaughan severfornets an injury, Clara. But this is not to the point. You have not given me jour promise." Claude Rothwell, trembling with excitement, listened intently. "I will give you none," was the low reply. Another sound became audible the sound of heavy footfalls. The man had evidently drawn nearer to her. "Take care!" he muttered, gratingly. The hand of Rothwell was on the doorrbut it resisted his eiiorts to open it. It was fastened within. i A Jdeep sigh as the only response to the man s last words. He spoke again, in a voice so fierce and low, it was like the hiis of a roused viper. "You mean to betray me, then ?" "Assassin !' Exclaimed his companion, her voice ringing musically through tbe hut j "strike me ! kill me ! Tbe cowardly hand that " Claude Rothwell, waiting to bear no more, flung himself against the door. Her voice was drowned in the sound of the blow a blow that burst the door from its fas tenings, and hurled it inward with a bang. Then, swift as a deer, pale, tierce, blazing eve d, Claude bounded into the room. "Clara," hti cried, "who is that man ?", He stopped, as.iw spoke, in the c-jjtre of th iloiir.i3 ga.e bepoiif i6 .lender, nprirffit figure standing near ihe wide fireplace, in which a pile of re'-iyj' pins knots were burning. The light ftvT fx-jse rushed ovor that figure like a rose-tin'.t'J, p, .den wave lighting up her dress, shining a her floating hair, gleaming ia hor great dark eves, a ' It revealed, as well, the brawny figure of the man who stood at her side, one hand uplifted above her, his eyes fastened upon her with a dark and threatening glare. The maiden; started back with a faint cry at Rothwell's abiupt entrance. 1'he man, mfftrftring a deep enrse, thrust his hand into the hrttst of his coat. "You !" ho hreaihed "you have followed ns here!" i Claude did iot heed him. His pale face and flashing eyes were still turned toward Clara. " Who is that man ?" he repeated, slowly, in a voice of agoaized suspense. A quick, batfttiless cry, an involuntary out stretching of kcr little hands. Then they went up w ith a rush and covered her burning cheeks. "0 heaven ! ; D von not know? Claude, have pity on a.n ! lie is mother's only broth er." He echoed tie faltered words. Horror, sur prise, joy, all struggled for the mastery in his heart and were pictured on his expressive face. Then a deep, triumphant gladness leaped Into his eyes. She was his still, still bis own. For a moment be was strengtbless for a mo ment bis danger was forgotten. Sue had not forgotten it. 1 ho sharp click of a weapon being cocked caused her to lift her With a quick movement she glided between Rothwell and Donald Vaughan ; tbo latter at tbe same time withdrawing his hand from his bretst, the vetlow light gleamed on the polished surface of a pistol. . , it "You have followed me here, Claude Roth well ?" repeated tbe desperado, hoarsely. The young man looked at him, aroused at last to a sense of bis danger. - ' Not you," be answered, coldly. "I am here, however, to protect her." As he said this, Clara's hand closed on the arm of Donald Vaughan. Her frightened, imploring . eyes, however, were turned toward Claude. . , , , . "He will kill you !" she shrieked. "Ob, in heaven's name, I beg you to leave me!" The appeali!!? cry came too late. Rothwell had already Advanced on Vaughan. The Ut ter, throwing Clara roughly asido, leveled the revolver. --' .... , . . "It is my tarn now !" he exclaimed, with a gutteral laugh, as lw pulled the trigger. Crash! , The sharp report of the pistol and a scream from Clara rang through tho room. The shot was fired so eluse to-Claude, that his face for ai instint was half hidden by the curling while smoke , He was unbnrt, however. At the moment that Vaui-han pulled the trigger, he bad sprung npon hinf like a titfer, knockin np the weapon, and burling Vaughan himself bait across the '"Reeling a moment, the wretch bounded for ward to pick up the pistol which bad dropped from his hand. .But again Claude was too quirk for him. . . Flantina hi foot npon the weapon, he met the rush of Vaughan with a blow that sent him hetdlong to tha Moor. Riaing starircringly, his face bathed in blohd, bis eves aii tn hatred, be looked at the two .moment, tlwo as Claude stepped toward him he tunjfd, and, darting throngh tbe door wav, disappeared in the darkness. Ashen with terror, her trembling bands crossed upon bei breast, her beautiful Ups mov ing in voiceless prayer, clar bad witnessed tUNo'w7wHh. deep breath of relief, Rothwell MTl.iWh.LCsraid, la .low, pleading voice, "CsiVn Gently. She looked at him wiTh Vwgw wonder in tcr sombre south- I do 'not understand you " she , answered, lowlv -I have nothing to forgrte, IlTtofik t" l-'ttle co'd hands in bath his own. Tbe? T, ld and (trew hot in hit clasp. Yut4-4 y'u ah to me," be ..id humbly. "Tell mo ' wby rou bidden from me so lThi' IL-M of a ta'Monbtirg Joy began to S - Whispered. I bad so long loved .nd trusted ihtof Iter you left me th.t night be J rue believe that you were onr returned, ,f to leave Mottle. In dlsgnlso. I thought at first he wm mad and tried to humor bim. It was nut until we name to this place a week ago that I found out tbe truth." A low sob broke from her lips as her bead sank confidingly on bis breast. "1 have beon soeklng you," be murmured, fondly, "ever since that miserable night. 1 was determined to find you, my own dear love." With a start she looked up. Hor deep eyes gleamed through rushing tears. "Claude, am I dreaming i Has God In His morry frlvon me such devotion as this i" "I love ydu," bo answered, softly, "more than tonguo can toll. I cannot live without you." As be spoke thus, a pale gleam of light streamed through tne doorway and undulated over tho walls. It was the light of tbe break ing dawn. That morning the body of Donald Vaughan was found floating in the waters of the Wa teree. Ho bud evidently fallen into tbe river in the darkness and was drowned. M AD" ANTHONY WAYNE. HI. Rnirn at Relng Ordnred to Report to a "Fortune-Seeking" Frenchman. Cincinnati Commercial Gazette. The dreadful drama of the Revolution was entering npon the last act, In tbe spring of 1781, though the footsore and ragged continentals knew it not. The final storm-burst was center ing in Virginia. Lafayette in command of the Virginian army, . was compelled to evacuate Richmond before tbe advance of Cornwallls ; and Arnold, tbe traitor, at the head of 2,500 men, was marching to reinforce the confident royalists. Meanwhile Gen Wayno 'was en route from Pennsylvania to join Gen Greene In the Caroll nas. But Washington had ordered Wayne to aid Lafayette, should the latter need reinforce ments in his resistance to Cornwallls. Lafay ette's troops were in . dispirited and disorderly condition upon the, retreat, and Cornwallis knew it. In writing of the pursuit the duke said : "The boy can not escape me." This "boyhood" of the brave young French man was a source of ridicule among British of ficers, and of jealousy among the continentals. Of tbe latter, Gen Wayne was a conspicuous instance. His reputation, rank, and violent temper mado him intolerant, and he never fail ed to give expression to his opinions in unmeas ured terms. Wayne was not a day's march from Lafayette when he received an order from the latter to join and co-operate with him, indicating therein tho route Wayne's army should tnke, and tho point where the forces should become united. Upon reaching the designated point, Lafay ette was surprised not to rteet Wayne or re ceive any word from him. This delayed La fayette's movements and filled bis mind with apprehension. . Tbe marauis thereupon sent his aid-de-camp, Maj Anderson, to urge Gen - Wayno to march with all baste. (This officer was Maj Richard Clough Anderson, aid-de-camp to Lafayette, the father of Maj Anderson of Fort Sumpter memory.) Maj Anderson found Wayne in camp, and re ceived from bim an nngracions promise to move up. At tho end of three days Lafayette learning that Wayne was not advancing, again sent Maj Anderson with a peremptory order to join him by forced marches ; and Maj Ander son was instructed to remain with Wayne, and to send forth hourly dispatches to his chief un til tbe troops should arrive at camp. When Anderson reached Wayne on hia sec ond mission he found that Gen Wayne had moved but four miles from his former head quarters. Upon entering the room that served as the adjutant's office, Maj Anderson satuled Gen Wayne and his staff; then asking for pen, ink and paper, sat down as if to write. Look ing up to Wayne whose curiosity had been ex cited by this proceeding, he told the general that he bad been sent by the Marquis de Lafay ette to report tbe order for bis advance, and that as he was about to forward the first of tbe hourly despatches required of bim he desired to know what should be the nature of the re port. Wayne was amazed at the conduct of Anders, wiv and staring at htm be asked the aid-de-tamp : -io you mean to insult me " - Anderson denied having any such intention, bat said that in the course of duty be carried the commands of a superior tfficer. Wayne's voice, which had been husky and choked- with passion, now broke forth : "Superior! superi or! Do you call any d d foreignor, any bov, my superior ?" He then poured forth a volley of oaths and Imprecations npon all for eigners, not sparing Anderson himself, for having associated himself with "the fortune seeking Frenchman." He became more vehe ment as he lashed himself into a tury, striding up and down the room, stamping his feet in a paroxysm of rage. It was the indulgence of these furious outbursts of tmpor, and not his well known rashness in battle that gave him the nickname of "Mad Anthony Wayne." The account says that Wayne, fatigued by his violent actions and the vehemence of his passions, gradually subsided into gentleness of action. But'any reference to the object of An deraon's mission led to a repetition of tha pas sionate outburst. An officer succeeded at last in turning the conversation from the dangerous topic. Wayne having expressed himself confident of jult'imate success, Maj Anderson gave ex pression to his own gloomy lorebodings. Pressed tor his reasons by Gen Wayne, Ander son replied that as the only hope of success against a formidable foe lay in voluntary union and subordination, 'the example, be had seen that day of an officer high in rank, and of dis tinguished services, refusing to obey orders of a superior officer deprived him of the hope of useful or permanent success. "Gen Wayne," said Maj Anderson, "I look to you to remove these apreheusions." This arraignment of Wayno's course seemed about to produce another storm burst of pas sion ; but Wayne was, though envious and ex citable a true patriot and soldier, and with almost tbo same heat with which he had re fused to obey Lafayette he cried out : "l'ell him I'll jine him! Tell him I'll jine bim ! By G d, tell him I'll jine him to-morrow!" Temperance Law. In New England. Dnrinff a recent visit te Vermont I made some Btudias of the working of the temperance laws of that State. There are no more rigid laws in any State against the sale or manufacture of liquor than in Vermont. The sale of a single el ass of linuoris punishable by a fiae ef $50. A u second ollense calls for a reprimand and an in crease of the fine. Tbe third offense must be punished with a year's imprisonment if the law is rigidly enforced, yet the law is practically a dead letter. It is enforced spasmodically, and is more used as;the engine of petty spite and imill hlarkmail than anvthinir else. Liquor is openly sold overy where, save ia tbe smallest of the towns. Inthe latter a stranger might find a little difficulty in getting all ha would want, but none of the natives would. During the last year I have been in .11 of. the principal towns of New England, where temperance legislation has longest prevailed, and I have always foutd as much intemperance as ia communities where there are no restrictions. The evil effect of the. temperance laws In New England lies in the fact that they drive the liquor dealing into the bands of the lowest and leajt responsible clas. The averace .lchoholic drink told in that sec tion is a horrible poison. Any one who has seen much of Now England wiil be easily con vinced that high license is tbe true solution of the temperance qncMion. These temperance laws aragrea stimulants to hypocrisy. A false con mu Mty sentiment has baen built up, so that many of thote who drink and who are at teart ooposed to the laws would voteseauist their re peal. 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